The Columbia River . lored mystery. Immensequantities of spear-heads and arrow-heads are foundalong the river at this point, and these are apparentlyof an earlier age than most of those found in thiscountry. Loosing from the enchanted shore of Wehatpolitansmonument, we see for several miles on the Oregonside a cordon of perpendicular cliffs, red and purplein hue, streaked with spray, and touched here and therewith the deep green of firs which have rooted them-selves with claw-like roots into the crevices. Mostsymmetrical and beautiful, though not the highest ofthis line of elevations, is St. P
The Columbia River . lored mystery. Immensequantities of spear-heads and arrow-heads are foundalong the river at this point, and these are apparentlyof an earlier age than most of those found in thiscountry. Loosing from the enchanted shore of Wehatpolitansmonument, we see for several miles on the Oregonside a cordon of perpendicular cliffs, red and purplein hue, streaked with spray, and touched here and therewith the deep green of firs which have rooted them-selves with claw-like roots into the crevices. Mostsymmetrical and beautiful, though not the highest ofthis line of elevations, is St. Peters Dome. Its sum-mit is over two thousand feet above the river. Whilein height it is surpassed by certain crags of Chelan orYosemite, as well as its brothers on the river, it hasno rival in beauty there, or elsewhere, so far as theauthor has seen, among the wonders of the Americancontinent. Every hour of the day, every change ofsky or season, reveals some new and unexpectedbeauty or sublimity in this superb Oneonta Gorge—Looking , by E. H. Moorehouse. The Bridge of the Gods 357 We are almost sated with subhmities by the timewe pass on down below St. Peters Dome, but one ofthe most unique scenes of all is close at hand. Thisis Oneonta Gorge. A swift stream issuing from thecliffs on the south side of the River attracts our at-tention, and we moor our boat to the roots of a tallCottonwood and make our way inward. The wall iscleft asunder, its sides almost meeting above. Atplaces the smooth sides of the Gorge leave no spaceexcept for the passage of the pellucid stream, and wehave to wade hip deep to make our way. Showers ofspray descend from the towering roof above, and inplaces we are well-nigh in darkness. Then there is awidening and through the broken wall the lances ofsunshine pierce the gloom with rainbow tints. Mar-vellous Oneonta with the sweet-sounding name! It,too, has its wealth of native myth, of which our nar-rowing limits forbid us to speak. And no
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